“FORSAKEN PROFIT$, aggressive and putrid these motherfuckers will destroy everything you love and you'll still beg for more. Political, deep and silly as fuck they'll confuse and enthrall you, while having you mosh until you puke. Out of Atlanta, GA they keep the torch lit for amazing southern punk. Skumfucks for life, punks until they die these cats will fuck you up and keep you moving.”

“Some would call them Punk, or Thrash Punk, or Crossover Thrash, and or Skate Punk. Hell some would even mention they have elements of Rock, and Metal. None of that really matters. Their lyrics hit you hard, like a steel toe boot to the mouth three days from payday, with no money for medical treatment, nothing to do but suck it up, tough it out and question your life choices. That’s what they want. They want you to question everything. They want you to question what you believe and question why you believe it. More importantly, they want you to question what you feel and what you don’t feel and why the hell don’t you feel?"

"Their lyrics are unapologetically filled and fueled, with and by, rage and anger. They attack the police state, politics, discrimination, oppression, and the status quo. That rage is far from directionless though. It is a rage with purpose, a rage against conformity for conformities sake. That said, they are also some of the nicest people, both the band and those who follow them, you could ever meet. While on stage they might sing about burning your bar or club…the whole world down, off stage they would be the first in line to help you rebuild, should such a calamity occur.”